I suppose i could have said, “Which Part?”, but when EE asks those sort of questions, the only right answer is.

“Well it looks pretty ugly, and 90% chance of rain, and high winds, but why don’t we go out anyway, if it really is dreadful we can come home early”.

“Thought you’d never ask”, she replies and whisks away to change into suitable attire

I load the car with cameras, (see other posts as to why this is ESSENTIAL survival gear). a cuppa and of course the rain jackets. Good old Driazabone. Where would be we without them.

Long Forest was the agreed destination mostly because Len had sent some pics of a Red-capped Male, and it seemed a likely place to start given my beloved Woodlands is somewhat out of bounds of late.

To its credit the weather opened up to some fine sunshine, a bit of cool overcast and no wind. Who writes those weather forecasts???

Arriving at Happy Valley Carpark, the name lifts our spirits straight away, I point gleefully to a clump of loose branches that featured in one of Len’s fotos. “He should be perching on that branch there any moment offered, “I.

“There he is on the roadway,” she replied. Oh!

And indeed this handsome little red/black and white carpark monitor was indeed out and about. Landing on the table practically right next to me before I’d even figured out which end of the camera to point.

However we obviously bored him very quickly and he was gone. We set out to walk toward the River. Not a lot of birds, but have to say I was looking at some worked over leaf litter on the ground and immediately thought “White-winged Choughs”,and sure enough within a few minutes the welcoming cry of the clan rang through the forest. We didn’t get a great look,but its another reason to return.

A Kestrel on the power lines on the way in. This is a male, the grey-head looks amazing. The first male I’ve seen this season.

Carpark Monitor. This lovely bird seems to have no fear of interacting with the human kind

The piping call of these birds is always a call to a photo challenge. White-throated Treecreeper deciding where to jump to next.

A bird of this elegance demand a perch all his own. This little stump seems just right for his view of his kingdom

After following a lot of calls we finally managed a good view of Mr Scarlet

When you are as bashful as this lass, a distant photo is as good as it gets